CyHi The Prynce – Dat Side (feat. Kanye West)

Wait, I just wanna see my paper stack like that high
[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]
Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
Uh, I asked the plug for a kilo
Zone 6, East Atlanta, I’m from that side
All the suckers stand on dat side
But I would never invite that hoe to my museum
They don’t know how many times I coulda loss my freedom

All the lames stand on dat side
Moved into a neighborhood where I’m the only black guy
It go A-B-A-B-B-B, Mortal Kombat cheat code
All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side
Went from open mics to rocking coliseums
(Dat right, dat right, dat right, dat right, dat right)
Don’t respect who came before ’em and made they lane so I
All the bustas stand on dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
[Verse 3: CyHi The Prynce]

I’m so anti, I’m so, I’m so anti
So
Hey!

I’m gone by 12 o’clock PM, that just how I treat ’em
[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]
All the lames stand on dat side
All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side
People claim they praying for you, really they be preying on you
Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
Look at all the haters who came out to see him
All the lames stand on dat side
[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]
All this shit is weighing on you, don’t look back, they gaining on you
All the haters stand on dat side
And the people claim to know you, put ’em on get famous on you
All the haters stand on dat side
[Verse 1: CyHi The Prynce]

Seen my buddy passout, I’m careful who I stand by
I just bought your bitch a flight with my per diem
[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]
But we gon’ keep that on the D-low
Pulled a Lambo out and then I went and got it baptized
In here with all my Jews like I’m a rabbi
All the suckas stand on dat side
All the suckers stand on dat side
Might get you whacked, you standing three closes
All the suckers stand on dat side

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
"’Ye, look down, they aiming for you, all this shit is draining on you
All the haters stand on dat side
All the haters stand on dat side
All the lames stand on that side
So tell them groupie bitches stand on that side
Neighbors said they think I gave the neighborhood a black eye
Yeezys in the field, Yeezys, Yeezys in the field now
All the lames stand on dat side
All the bustas stand on dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
I’m riding ’round with the stick, that’s that act right
They don’t like I’m always hopping out of BM’s
They too worried ’bout what I’m doing so I gotta keep my grass high
Then they go and blame it on you, you just good, they can’t ignore you"

He hit me with a brick like I’m Deebo
And I’m in here with my chico
Moved into a neighborhood where I’m the only black guy
They ask why I was late, I pointed down and told ’em, "That’s why"
I’m fresh to death, my closet is a mausoleum
All the suckas stand on dat side
Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
Assault rifle with the peephole
Wait, my girl waist a 28, I like ’em that size
All you do is tell stories, you a campfire

Got two bitches bumping clits, that’s a cat fight

All the suckas stand on dat side
All the haters stand on dat side
Stand on that side, I don’t need your advice
[Intro: CyHi The Prynce]
I charged the high for the zero
All the haters stand on dat side
You can barely hold your water, you a damn liar
Spit my trap like moving weight, I’m a fat guy
Wait, and them cakes a 38, I like ’em that wide
All the lames stand on dat side
I don’t need no allies, I don’t feel the need to fraternize
Where all my real ones at?
Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side
Made it to the NBA, we in the NFL now